Today, I did something.
I took the level placement test for my Danish classes! I don’t think I’ll start until early January (if they even have room for me then) but I’m on the road! I’m applied and everything! Unfortunately, I can’t tell you how I did because the tester didn’t, and I was too scared to ask. Scared that either 1) they wouldn’t tell me or 2) they would, and I would be disappointed. So I guess it’ll just have to be a surprise when I get called in to start classes! She said I was pretty good, so I’m not particularly worried about starting at the bottom, so I’m okay with the “surprise factor” for now. I’ll just try not to think about it too much and get my curiosity a-stirring.
But that’s not really the part I wanted to talk about.
i was really nervous about this. Like, really super belly-dropping nervous. Of course I was nervous to be “evaluated” and to have to talk to a stranger in Danish (while being nervous) but mostly I was nervous about the journey there. I’m a big fan of public transport, don’t get me wrong, but I’m still not comfortable using it here in Copenhagen. I decided on a route last night that would take me onto two busses I’ve ridden before, and I figured that was that. I would be golden!
Well, I got on the first bus just fine, using my handy-dandy blue-spot travel card. You can use this all over Denmark and just have to check in and out on the blue spots when you start and end a trip. Anyway, the first bus and the bus transfer went surprisingly well. I was able to find where the other bus stopped and it came and I got on it and everything! But things went downhill from there. Apparently there has been some sort of adjustment to the route and it went to a certain station and just…..turned around. And started going back. And I started panicking! I asked the bus driver if he didn’t stop at the stop that I needed, and he just said “No, I turned around.” So I got off at the next possible stop (a good three quarters of a mile from where I had to be in 9 minutes!). So, I hesitated for a second realizing that I could have just stayed on the bus, and gone home and done it again tomorrow OR I could make a run for it.
Good thing I started running this summer because otherwise I don’t think I would’ve made it! As it was, I made it with 2 minutes to spare and was shown into the room with four or five other women, completely breathless and red in the face. Whoohoo!